“Well, I have another thing.” His full lips turn up. “I want to move Maisy in here with us. And, I’ve set up a construction company to build you a studio on the property. A design studio for your maternity clothing line. I think you should let me take care of the baby as much as you need. I want you to pursue your own dreams princess. I’ll be here to support you however you need. Mr. Mom, financial backer and grandmother management.”
I giggle at the idea. The powerful Dominant Lord Tower taking on the domestic roles so his wife can follow her dreams. He stepped down from running Club Tower the day we got married. Turned it over without looking back to his friend and trusted manager Sir James.
“You are full of surprises you know that?” I lean down and kiss him. The feel of his tongue moving into my mouth never gets old. I give him wink. “You sure you an handle Maisy without a full time staff.”
He laughs and reaches around to give my bottom a smack.
“I didn’t say I would have a staff. But, baby, I’m ready to be fully immersed in this new life Caramia. This life I’ve dreamed of for so long.”
My cheeks ache from the smile I think will never leave my face.
“Daddy.” I love him so much. He’s given me my wings under his guidance and control.
“You happy princess?” He asks squeezing his legs together and pulling me closer, his hands moving to grip my ass.
“I’d be happier...” The heat raises on my cheeks. Even after this time together I still find a shyness comes over me when I want certain things from him.
His eyes light up, because not only does he know what it means when I blush and turn coy, he loves to see that little girl in me come out.
“Does my princess need something from Daddy?”
I run my hands through his hair. He’s let it grow out just a bit and I love the way it feels between my fingers.
I lean down. My lips brushing against his ear.
“Special kisses.” I whisper and the words draw out a moan from him.
“Say please.” He returns, his voice thick with lust.
“Please Daddy. Pretty please.”
With that he’s got me turned around and on the bed. My skirt already up around my waist as I giggle and open my legs. He’s taught me well, never keep him from what’s his.
“Good girl.” He says before his mouth is on me.
When he says ‘good girl’, I hear ‘I lov
e you’. I’m ready to cum within a minute. I arch into his mouth, filling the room with the words I know he loves to hear.
“I love you too Daddy. Forever and ever.”
Need even more Daddy time? Try Angel, her Daddy knows what a good girl needs.
ANGEL
Chapter One
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MAGNUS
“You are wound too fucking tight, man. When’s the last time you got laid anyway? Go find some fucking chick and just get it done!” Erik smirks at me as he spreads his fingers on the polished birch. The desk used to be mine, and it was big even for me. Erik isn’t small, not by everyday standards, but he looks like a toddler playing like he’s some big shot behind that desk.
He’s wearing a fucking idiot grin, and I have half a mind to wipe it off with a quick shot to his jaw.
What he doesn’t know is I get laid a few times a day. In my mind at least and by my own hand. I got laid a couple hours ago. Laying back in my bed, my fist around my rock hard shaft, trying to talk myself out of jerking off for the second time before six a.m. as I thought about my angel.
I lost that battle, just as I’ve lost hundreds exactly the same over the last few months. As I gripped myself, squeezing and jacking up and down with the sheets tossed off my body, my thoughts had drifted to what her lips would taste like, the way they curve and stay full when she smiles. Thinking of that gorgeous smile as I would sink my tongue so deep inside her I become part of her fucking DNA. The image of myself placing her on her knees in front of me, her willing eyes looking to me for reassurance...